Leaves laid like blankets
Patchwork of colors against steel grey skies
Lovely autumn, the winds that bring winter
The flowers await the blanket of leaves
Like an eager flower opening up for her lover’s engorged member
Climbing on top and straddling like a wild wet stallion
Pull my hair you untamed Viagra-soaked man beast
Until with the final orgasmic shudders and
The comfort of pushing my Life Alert necklace
Fibulator, CPR, my heart beats again
Awkward meeting at 4H bingo. I’ll call you. But don’t.
Edith is a poet and writer for the Sunnyvale Retirement Home Gazette. She recently celebrated her 85th birthday and enjoys visits by her children and grandchildren.